Andrei’s POV
The mountain finally loomed ahead of me through the mist. Its peak was jagged and dark against the pale morning sky, like a great black claw reaching toward the moon, which was still visible at this hour.
For a moment, I slowed my wolf’s footsteps and looked up at the peak.
This was where it had all started. Where the Winter King had built his kingdom of blood and rubies. Where Natalia and I had nearly died trying to escape.
Where I’d pushed that bastard into the portal and sealed my own fate.
But my work was not done. I still had Isaac’s corpse to deal with. A ritual to perform. Only then could I receive what was promised. Powers beyond recognition. A kingdom of my own. Unlike the Winter King, I wouldn’t fail.
I shifted back to human form and dragged Isaac’s corpse behi
